"We've finally arrived. This must be the Blazing Fire Stele."
Ye Lin stood at the very front with his hands behind his back, gazing at the densely packed prodigies in the distance as he spoke softly. The group behind him gathered around his side one after another.
Seeing so many prodigies present, they too wore shocked expressions.
As far as the eye could see, the figures were packed so densely that there was no end in sight. Every single one was a prodigy.
It was simply terrifying.
They had usually considered themselves prodigies, yet here, at this moment, they could not help seeming utterly mediocre.
"So many prodigies. Not one of them is weaker than me, and there are even several auras that leave me with no choice but to look up in awe."
Xiaoyaozi hugged his wooden sword and sighed. He had cultivated for more than twenty thousand years. Having reached the peak of the True Immortal realm in those twenty thousand years, he had been praised by his master and martial uncles as the most monstrous prodigy the Xiaoyao Sword Sect had seen in a million years.
He might even have a chance of reaching the Golden Immortal realm in this lifetime.
Yet upon witnessing the scene before him, his heart suffered a tremendous blow, and an overwhelming sense of defeat swept through his mind.
So it turned out that he, too, was one of the mediocre.
There was always someone greater beyond, and a sky beyond the sky.
"Martial Ancestor, I see some acquaintances. I'll head over first."
At that moment, Taiqing looked at Ye Lin and spoke, her red lips parting lightly.
"Go on."
Ye Lin looked at Taiqing before casually waving a hand.
After this parting, one day Taiqing would surely soar above the nine